Pinhead Novels & Stories

"Who the hell is this?" "Turn on your monitor," I ordered. There was a pause. Then he scoffed. "I can see you just fine. But I don’t know you. State your name and your business." "Doesn’t your head ache when you hear my name?" I taunted. He chuckled darkly. "Kid, introduce yourself, or watch your head get blown off by my soldiers." I clenched my jaw. "I’m Gavin Hawkins." Silence. Then—"Nope. Never heard of you. Come back when you remember your name."

She saw a chair and sat down as someone made their way to the door and answered. "Good morning Penelope, how can I help?" "Good morning, Dr. Paxton. This is Luna Riley. She is visiting from the Silver Moon Pack. She's been sick all morning, and we were hoping you would see her?" "Of course, come in, Riley! Let's get you in the exam room." "Thank you, Dr. Paxton." Riley said as Dr. Paxton helped her up and led her down a hallway all the way to the back of the house to a door on the right next to a back door entrance.

Just then, I heard the slow sound of hands clapping behind me. Alpha Xavier. He stepped forward, his boots crunching softly against the ground, his presence overwhelming. “You know,” he said calmly, “ I underestimated you for a moment.” He lifted his hand and pointed at the bloody hairpin clenched tightly in my fist. “I was the one who chose that pin.” My chest rose and fell rapidly. I tightened my grip on the pin, my fingers aching from the force. “Let me go,” I whispered, my voice trembling but firm. I held the pin up, ready to strike anyone who dared come close.

I question him again trying to break the ice, he seems to smirk a little looking over at me. "Well it started back in school I don't know how old I would've been, I was sat in class leaning back in my chair and for some reason behind me, you know back in the day you had those pens you had to dip in ink?" He asks me looking over with a smile, I nod saying quills he nods continuing "well I leant back in my chair when the chair moved and I fell, on the way down I tried to grab hold of something to stop me falling, but I end up grabbing the sheet of paper the tubs were of ink was on" he laughs which causes a little laugh to come out of my lips as I finish with his cut on his face.

~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~ I parked the car in front of the Satan villa. I rolled down the window to take a good look at the villa and to make up my mind if I should stay here or turn back. My hand clenched around the steering wheels and I subconsciously started to bite my nails on the other hand. I could pretend to be strong but alone I was always like this, anxious, nervous, and scared of what others might think of me. When I was alone I always seek for the warmth of someone’s touch, not in a sexual way but in a way that could calm my monsters down. I always wanted someone who could say ‘There’s no need to bite on your nails Hyacinth, I’m here.

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

I tried to joke but got a punch on my arm instead. “Ow, Char!” I complain of the punch. “Never say this kind of thing again! Never!” She was mad at what I said. “I’m sorry Char, I didn’t mean to upset you.” I apologize and hug my younger crying sisters. ‘Penny? Are you there?’ I mind-link Penny. ‘Sure, what is it?’ She answers ‘Can you help me?’ I ask her ‘Sure, are you in the bedroom?’ She asks me. ‘Yes.’ I answer.

“It’s nothing. I can get the rations later.” Although he said that, Philip had made use of his space ring when he helped that person just now and took three bags from the middle of the pile of rations. The fat guy felt a little embarrassed and said, “My name is Hiram Pine. If you need anything, you can look for me in the Pine family’s team.” With that said, he left. Philip thought this man was interesting. Although he was thick-skinned, he was too embarrassed to accept favors from others.

He was nodding in and out of consciousness, so I took hold of his face and made him look at me. “Hey, are you ready to tell me where Lynn is?” He stared through his one open eye at me then started to laugh. I could feel my anger now and let loose. I punched him over and over in the face then started punching him in the ribs until I heard a crack. He wasn’t laughing anymore. “You think this is funny. I want what belongs to me. Now tell me where she is.” He spit blood out of his mouth at me. “Never.” I punched him again then grabbed some wire cutters off the table next to us. I grabbed his left hand and took one of his fingers in my hand. I could feel him shaking as I placed the finger in betw

I said to the bouncers, but they paid no attention to me. Just as I was about to launch out my frustration on them, I began to hear cheering behind me. “Alpha Kilhan! Alpha Kilhan!” They hailed, spiking my curiosity. ‘ Who is he anyway?’ I pondered, walking back to the front of the clubhouse, squeezing myself before I could pass through the people who cheered. I finally got to the front line and when I raised my head to look at the so-called Alpha Kilhan, I could say nothing but… “Damn!”